OMG, I'm flying to Hawaii soon. I've been thinking about my dear friend Beryl lately, a lady that I have known and loved since the seventies. We have lived together in multiple places and have had wonderful adventures together over the years.

Today I searched for her on Facebook and found her. I sent her a message with my phone number and she just called me!

She's 84, living in Hawaii, her daughter Judith is 57 with a grown up daughter, and my mind is absolutely fucking blown in a great way.

As soon as I heard her wonderful Jewish accent it was like reliving yesterday. She has a house on the big island, near the airport, and I've been invited. She's still working part time at a jewelry store, but she's going to take a few days off to hang out with me.

I'm going to Hawaii!

Update: Well, not right away. I need to go to the Clinic and get this arm pain under control with some meds, and figure out why I have these big open sores on my legs. Can't hit the beach looking like this.